Spectacles

Spectacles

A Poem by Sabbath_Nikole
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Response to my poetry workshop

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Bright black rims

Superficial plastic

Suck light from space

 

Lending human visage

The stale hollowed

Look of death

 

Extenuating purple bruises beneath

Splendidly bedecked lids

Hooked legs

 

Wrapped ‘round the shell of

A pale ear

Carrion wings: another telling of

Mercury’s winged-tipped shoes

 

Oily rainbows

Fractured and Jagged

Spread wide

 

As if to take

Life

Twice the eyes of man

 

Alluring lenses

With a rose tented hue

Illuminating

 

Half the empty sockets

Of an

Arachnid

 

Two smooth spindly legs

Rather than furred

Translucent

 

As if spun from

The spider’s belly

Features caught in web

Spun cotton candy

 

While the glass reflects its horror

Hung around a beefy neck

Beak replaced by

 

A hawkish, porous

Nose

This features, furred parasite

 

Fixed to

Empty

Human guise

© 2010 Sabbath_Nikole


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Wow this is different I wasn't sure how to take it at first it scared me a bit had my edge but I really liked it great job 100/100

Posted 13 Years Ago


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haha Sabbath, this was excellent! i love the way you write, and how you unfuse visual text! This peice is amazingly awesome as always, AWESOME WRITE!!!

Posted 14 Years Ago


Having lived 75% of my life looking through glass lenses, I feel you've captured that sensation of having wire n' plastic s**t stuck on your beak every waking minute, n' turned it into something truly weird n' magical! N' "Bright black rims/Superficial plastic/Suck light from space" sez it all, bro! ㋡

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Added on September 8, 2010
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Sabbath_Nikole

Somewhere in, OH



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I am a thinker, in some ways Im considered an adult. I have a passion for some things that could rival the suns heat. Im not just another face in the crowd. Im a sister to two, and a cousin and godmot.. more..

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